I fly the midwestern skyways
Each long day through
And I live for the nights when
I glide down the runway lights to you.

Then I up with the sun back on my run
Wanting and needing you so
Counting minutes till I can go
Down to heaven below.

With the help of the tailwind
Through a cloudless blue
I can pick up some time to unwind
And ease my mind with you.

Then I up with the sun back on my run
Wanting and needing you so
Counting minutes till I can go
Down to heaven below.


Then I up with the sun back on my run
Wanting and needing you so
Counting minutes till I can go
Down to heaven below...